Caller of the Mosque

[HuckFin]

It was somewhere around four in the morning, the misty cold air seeped in through the window. I had awoken to unfamiliar song "the caller of the mosque". I had never noticed it before but now every wavy note rang clear, a siren calling me to shipwreck. I could not comprehend the meaning Of his foreign words, yet lyrics be lyrics some kind of praise to his God

(To her God)

The meaning however transcended language to whisper, no shout one true message "You can never be with her". I had heard this from her very lips and it was then that I knew....

I will find a way!

[Star_Anise]

A nice moment, nevertheless I’ve fixed up a few things that bugged me…not much else I can say, really.


It was somewhere around four in the morning, the misty cold air seeped in through the window. I had awoken to unfamiliar song, "the caller of the mosque". I had never noticed it before but now every wavy note rang clear, a siren calling me to shipwreck. I could not comprehend the meaning of his foreign words, yet lyrics be lyrics - some kind of praise to his God

(To her God)

The meaning however transcended language to whisper, no, shout one true message "You can never be with her". I had heard this from her very lips and it was then that I knew....

I will find a way!

[HuckFin]

A nice moment, nevertheless I’ve fixed up a few things that bugged me…not much else I can say, really.

That’s exactly what I was aiming at capturing the moment

[Ae5t]

I don't know where you live, but I think you speak something about "Ezan", or "Aezan" , the Muslim's prayer to God and call for worship five times a day...
It is absolutely wonderful especially in the mornings...